Letting Go
memory of Kate’s mouth on hers, and the disturbing feeling that there was something about this young woman that fascinated her.
    It was Saturday, a few weeks since Debbie had left, and Laura spent the day reorganizing her apartment. With Debbie’s things gone, she set about filling the empty spaces and changing things around. She’d been to the market earlier and returned with lots of fresh tall blue Agapanthus and golden lilies, which she’d placed in vases all around. Late in the afternoon, with classical music playing in the background, she relaxed in a bubble bath, a luxury she seldom had time for, and read a book.
    She was feeling more settled and enjoying her time alone at home. She realized just how much tension she’d been living with. There’d been a lot that was unsatisfactory about her relationship with Debbie apart from her affairs, and life was now much more relaxed.
    Later, she prepared herself a light meal of salad and fruit, and took it out onto the balcony. She sat watching the activities on the beach across the road as the light began to fade. She breathed in the warm evening air and felt quite at peace with the world.
    At around eight o’clock, her intercom buzzed. When she answered it, she was surprised to hear Kelly Johannson’s voice.
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    “I was in the neighborhood and thought I’d drop by and see if you were doing anything,” said Kelly.
    “I wasn’t intending to go out tonight, but you’re welcome to come in for a drink if you like.” Laura opened the door to her a moment later. “Come in,” said Laura, quickly appraising Kelly’s appearance. She was dressed in the casual way that suited her well, in jeans, T-shirt and a light jacket. As usual, her hands were in her pockets.
    “Hope I haven’t turned up at a bad time,” said Kelly with a grin. She kissed Laura on the cheek.
    “It’s not a bad time,” said Laura. “But if you want to go out to dinner, I’m afraid I’ll have to pass tonight. As you can see,” she said with a smile, pulling at her bathrobe, “I wasn’t expecting company. Anyway, what would you like to drink?”
    “A scotch and soda would be great, thanks.” Kelly followed Laura across the room to the kitchen, and Laura could feel Kelly’s eyes on her. Kelly slipped off her jacket and hung it on the back of a chair.
    “This is a fabulous apartment,” said Kelly.
    Laura handed Kelly her drink. “Thank you. The water view is wonderful. It’s always changing. It’s great from the bedroom upstairs. I’ll show you later. Let’s take our drinks out onto the balcony. It’s a beautiful night.”
    The sun was beginning to set over the water, and there was a gentle warm breeze. They sat talking comfortably for about a half-hour, and all the time, Kelly eyed Laura’s exposed thigh. The robe slipped off her shoulder repeatedly and Laura tugged it back into place.
    Laura was well aware of the way Kelly was looking at her and she was enjoying it. She decided that if Kelly made a move on her, she’d happily go along with it. She imagined 34
    sex with Kelly would be exciting and uncomplicated.
    “Another drink?” Laura asked.
    “Thanks,” said Kelly, handing Laura her glass. Their fingers touched and they both looked into each other’s eyes. The sexual tension was powerful. Laura felt a stirring deep inside her and with difficulty withdrew her gaze from Kelly’s. Kelly seemed to be nursing a desire for her that was increasing by the minute. As Laura went inside to get the drinks, Kelly got up and followed her.
    Kelly walked up behind her and slid her arms around her waist. “I want you, Laura,” she whispered. Laura turned in her arms to face her. She felt a sudden rush of desire, making her feel hot and weak. She looked from Kelly’s eyes, darkened with passion, to her inviting mouth. “Kiss me, Kelly.”
    Kelly’s arms tightened around her, and she kissed Laura. Slowly at first, exploring the shape of her lips, tracing them gently with her
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